"I don't think he might be able to come, Ron." said Mrs. Weasley, putting a large roast chicken in front of Harry. "He is really busy at the moment, but Arthur told me that Kingsley is coming at night. They are also in Remus, we can celebrate on a small scale."

Busy is still the normal state of the Order of the Phoenix. In the next few days, everyone who comes here will be in a hurry.

Even Bill has been assigned to the task, there is no way to help make a flying broom.

In fact, Harry soon discovered that living in the general headquarters of the Anti-Voldemort was not as interesting as he was originally thought, so exciting.

Although members of the Fenghuang Society regularly go out and enter, sometimes stay and eat, sometimes only stay for a few minutes and say a few whispers, but Mrs. Weasley ensures that they will not let them hear anything.

The public opinion on the outside world was also calm, and after a big heel was planted on the trial, Fudge suddenly became honest.

He seems to finally understand that the more mistakes you make, the more conspiracy you are brewing.

In short, Fudge returned to the old path of the past, and began to smash Dumbledore, Avon, and Harry through the "Prophet Daily" and tried to discredit them, but the media on the market is no longer all. Article.

In Ai Wen's "Hogwarts Magic" is full of bad reviews about Fudge, attracting a large number of readers.

This is a collision of two different sounds, and no one can beat anyone.

To be honest, compared with Fudge, the ordinary people in the magic world seem more willing to believe in Dumbledore.

But the return of Voldemort is an exception, and everyone is not willing to believe.

They think that Dumbledore may be old and confused, but Fudge is actually worse than him...

As Lupin told Ai Wen, why Fuji can win in the election, not how good he is, but his competitors are worse than him. This is actually a comparison of who is worse than anyone. The essence of the game, the campaign is like this.

These things don't have to worry about them. Under the guidance of Ai Wen, several people made peace of mind to make a black, thick and big broom.

Hermione and Ginny have already drawn the design, but there are still many difficulties in turning it into a real thing.

In addition, Ai Wen is still sorting out the combat skills and spells that should be taught to them.

He found that in addition to himself and Hermione, the big homes often had incomplete mastery of the duel spells and had to help them to learn the basics.

Harry and the Weasleys are still good, and many adult wizards may not even use an iron mantra.

This sounds funny, but it is true...

As for the training according to the Auror method, they are still a little far away and it will take a while to start.

In this way, time flies to the last day of the holiday.

Ai Wen is painting a rune on the parchment and designing the flying broom sensor. This is the hardest part. Next to him, Harry is cleaning the stool of Shanghai Dewei at the top of the wardrobe. At this moment, Ron holds three. Envelopes went into the bedroom.

"The bibliography is coming, just sent." He said, throwing the letters of Ai Wen and Harry to them. "I was just downstairs with Ginny. A group of owls rushed in. This year is too slow, I I thought they had forgotten it, and it has been here long ago!"

Ai Wen took the envelope apart. At the beginning of the new semester, he will be in the fourth grade. There are two parchments in the envelope: one is to remind him to start school on September 1 and the other to tell him which books are needed in the next school year. And what you need.

There is nothing new except for normal items. Only the Dark Arts Defence class needs to add new textbooks.

This is obvious, and the content of the textbooks specified by each new Defence Against the Dark Arts course is different.

"There are only two new books." Harry read his list and said, "Standard Mantra, Level 5, Miranda Goshak, and "Magic Defense Theory," Wilbert Slinka ""

With a sigh of relief, Fred and George phantoms appeared and suddenly appeared beside them.

"We are wondering who ordered the Slinka book." Fred said very gently.

"Because this means that Dumbledore has found a new teacher in the Defence Against the Dark Arts class," George said.

"It should be found," Fred said.

"What do you mean?" said Harry wondering, jumping down and falling beside them.

"Hey, a few weeks ago, we used telescopic ears to overhear the conversation between mom and dad," Fred said. "It can be heard from their conversation that Dumbledore is qualified for the job in order to find a school this year. People, but it took a lot of trouble."

"Look at the experiences of the five teachers in the past, I don't think it's strange, right?" said George.

"One was fired, one was forced to leave, one was dead, one was eliminated, and one was locked in the box for half a year." Harry licked his fingers one by one. "Yeah, I understand you." It means."

This position was cursed by Voldemort. Whoever took over the bad luck, this year is the turn of Umbridge.

"Yes, no one dares to accept this position, and I don't know who is so courageous." Fred said, close to Ai Wen, "Ai Wen, is your sensor device designed? I can't wait to try." Riding a new broom!"

"It will take some time, and in some places I have to think about it," said Ai Wen.

"Just be able to design it before the game starts," George said. "Hey, Ron, what's the matter with you?"

Ron didn't answer, and several people turned their heads.

Ron stood there motionless, his mouth slightly open, staring blankly at the letter that Hogwarts gave him.

"What's the matter?" Fred asked curiously, looking around Ron and looking at the parchment from his shoulder.

Immediately, Fred also opened his mouth in surprise.

"Level??" He swallowed hard and couldn't believe the letter, "Level?!"

George quickly rushed forward, grabbed the envelope in Ron's other hand, and poured it over, a red and gold thing fell into his palm.

He was immediately irritated and his eyes widened.

"Impossible," George said in a low voice.

"It must have been mistaken!" Fred robbed the letter from Ron's hand and held it high under the light. It seemed to check the watermark above. "A normal-minded person, who would choose Ron Dang What about the level?"

The twins' heads turned and brushed, and four eyes stared at Harry at the same time.

"We thought it was you!" said Fred.

Listening to his tone, it seems that Harry has deceived them to some extent.

"Yes, we thought that Dumbledore would definitely choose you!" said George indignantly.

"Yeah, you have done so much," Fred said.

"Ron is not bad either. He was a school warrior last semester!" Avon said, and Ron’s letter reached his hand.

He saw that Ron was still immersed in this shocking news and did not respond.